Bye, My Irresistible Love

Caroline’s POV: 

After breakfast, Charles drove me back to the company.

Along the way, I didn’t even glance at him and just focus on the scenery outside the window. Suddenly, my phone rang, breaking the silence in the car.

I glanced at the screen and saw that Diego was calling. I rejected the call, but he soon called again. Charles pressed his lips and slowly pulled over. I looked at him, visibly confused. 

“Why’d you stop the car?” He took my ringing phone away from my hand and pressed the answer key. His face was sullen and tense. He looked like he wanted to fight someone. 

“If you don’t want to be fired, never call her again!” His voice was frightening and was enough to send shivers down anyone’s spine.

Thereafter, he ended the phone call. I looked at him with a blank stare. I couldn’t understand why he was being so hostile against Diego. 

“Charles, why did you threaten him?” 

“What do you mean? Why would I need to intimidate him?” Charles cast me a cold glance and spoke in a disdainful tone.

His firm attitude dampened my courage to go against him, and I felt uncomfortable.

For as long as I’d come back as Caroline, he had always been kind to me. But lately, he was getting more and more irritable. These days, his temper was volatile. After we arrived at the company, he pulled over the car. He held the steering wheel with both hands, sullen and silent.

I unfastened my seatbelt, ready to get off the car. But then, he stopped me. 

“Caroline.” 

“What?” I asked, annoyed by his cold attitude towards me. Because of how sad I was of how he treated me, I was distancing myself from him as well.

“Do you like him?” he answered, looking into my eyes.

I was stunned for a moment. I stared back at him as anger surged in my heart. 

I like Diego? Shouldn’t he already know who I like? If I love someone else, I wouldn’t have agreed to tus proposal! And I never would’ve gotten back

face, I got so annoyed that I wanted to beat him up.

of our relationship. Do not lump me in with you Got it?”

elsayed you,” Charles countered with a

from other men Have you forgotten already? Simon courted you, seemingly out of love.

is my colleague I’ve never crossed the line with him Charles, get your head out of your ass. I’m not as dirty or cheap as you thinko I was so angry that my blood pressure soured. I felt a dull pain coming from my lower abdomen. Thereafter, I unfastened my seatbelt, got out of the car, siamined the door, and went away

entering my office, I felt so dispirited. I had nowhere to vent my anger, so I took out my phone and

up tonight. I don’t want to see

just to alleviate some

the office chair, tears streamed down my cheeks like beads from a broken necklace. I sulked for what felt like a

only see Diego while I’m at work! From the very beginning, Charles has never trusted me. He always has it out for me,’ I complained inwardly. Right after work, I left the company building. I found Charles’ car waiting downstairs. I

along with the elders, so I made an appointment with Icey and Nina at Starlight Restaurant. Once the dishes were served,

a bad mood. Did Charles upset you again?” Icey asked, holding her chin. Nina, on the other hand, took a sip of her wine and slammed it on the table. I could tell

few days since the proposal and he’s already upset you. Men are

lowered my head while casually stirring the soup

conversation. All three of us glanced at the door at the same time and saw a man smiling at us. He stood at the door, holding a glass of red wine. Janet stood outside the door beside the man and said, “Mrs. Moore, Mr. Carter wants to

said, “Mrs. Moore, I’m Bill Carter. We met here a few days ago. Do you remember? I assure you

on me who he was. I smiled and asked, “What have you done wrong that requires you to apologize to me,

him here later, I asked those beautiful women I brought to invite Mr. Moore for a drink. I thought that alcohol and women were the best tools to

Seeing that I

just told us, you should apologize to Charles, not Caroline. Why are you apologizing to her?”

you won’t get at me for it, Mrs. Moore. How about this? I’ll punish myself by drinking three glasses

gulping one large glass of wine. The one followed behind him was probably his assistant, who umedistuly poured another glass

in total, Bill looked at me and said to the person beside him, “Fill

any more. However, I can’t make

apologize to Mr. Moore. Anyway, I’ll let you ladies have your

giving us an awkward smile

shifted the topic to Charles As I recalled what had happened these past few days, I heaved a heavy sigh.

I heard a deep voice. “What’s wrong with your